1.22.2003

There is no air circulation in the floor of my office building at all. At times, especially today, I feel like my mouth is working like a fish, trying to suck in fresh air - or any air - but there is nothing there. Just stale oppressiveness. Occasionally I run upstairs to the nearest door and push it open, hanging my head outside for a while, just breathing. I'm not sure if my co-workers understand or if they think I am strange. It's ironic, because the town I live in has more fresh clean air than most. They just make sure none of it makes it into the building.

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